More than a dozen horses were dragging the carriage and running on the tracks. With the sense of rhythm, the crowds of various colors in the carriage were also in a complex mood.

"Setis has no way out. He must become a god within more than ten years or even a few years!" Jonathan said excitedly.

Marina leaned against the window, but seemed calm: "That's right, ignite the divine fire with the body of a mortal and transform it into the body of a divine nature. Every moment the soul is constantly consumed. If it cannot become a level seven mythological existence in a short period of time, ascend to the throne or become a god, there is only one way to die!"

"Only the faith of hundreds of thousands of people can ignite the divine fire. Then how powerful the faith power needs to be gathered to become a level seven myth!"

"Setis has the huge Psuit dynasty and is supported by gods. From a theoretical perspective, there is no problem, of course it is just theoretical!"

The mission from the Heine City Confederacy quickly boarded the carriage on his way home, just like the missions from other countries who came to participate in this Day of the Dead and the people from all over the world who came to visit the ceremony. When they came, they were in a heavy mood, and when they left, they were even more restless.

Nowadays, such public carriages using tracks have been popularized in the Shihn Confederacy, including the northern region of Tutan occupied by the Psuit dynasty, and even the interior of the Psuit dynasty.

Jonathan sat in the carriage and talked to the teacher Marina opposite him about what he saw in Barber City this time. As he spoke, Jonathan suddenly looked at Marina and said.

"When will we alchemists have a god of our own!"

Jonathan said it very directly, but Marina laughed: "This is not an easy thing. We are not like Setis, who are protected by gods. Whether we gather faith to ignite the divine fire, or the later summoning divine nature to arrive and ascend to the divine throne, we will face many risks and fierce competition!"

"This is a war for the qualification to become a god. They will not give up this opportunity. Everyone who is qualified to enter this war will become our enemy and opponent!"

"I'm thinking!"

Jonathan was very puzzled: "Teacher, what else should I consider?"

Marina immediately said, "Is it necessary? Do the alchemist need a god? What price will we pay? Do we pay such a great generation value? Jonathan, we are not becoming stronger for the sake of becoming stronger, and becoming gods!"

"The believers believe in the gods, and we alchemists also have their own faith!"

Jonathan opened his mouth wide, and at this moment he suddenly realized the difference between these older generation alchemists and these latecomers.

After returning from the city of Barber in the Psuit dynasty, some alchemists who know the inside story are talking about this matter, and most people only know that on the Day of Death, the Temple of Sky has a miracle that has become a topic of conversation for ordinary people. As for the deeper meaning, only some top high-level people who come into contact with the core can know the true meaning of this Day of the Dead-

Sumeron Kingdom, Nia City

The Sumeron Kingdom has been established for more than a hundred years, and it inherits the Sumeron Plain, the core of the Cretan Empire, and their capital is the former imperial capital of the Cretan Empire.

Since the Kingdom of Light, the King of Mercenaries established the Kingdom of Ahnaton, and the rise of the Kingdom of Sumeilun, he has only simply occupied the Plain of Sumeilun and sent troops to divide the entire Zhongzhou together.

The Sumeilun Kingdom also became a famous country on the Alan Continent, with strong national strength. The current king is Lanny I, a young man in his early twenties.

At this time, a crow from afar crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and arrived in the city of Nya, but did not go to the mailing department of the kingdom, but entered the palace directly. He was caught in his hands by a close servant in the palace and took off the letter from his feet.

"The old monster died?"

"Really dead?"

After reading the letter, Lanny I jumped up excitedly and grabbed the neck of the servant. He immediately saw that his originally typical noble handsome fair face instantly turned into a monster skin like dry old tree bark, and his pupils also turned into monster's pupils without pupils and full of strange patterns.

He seemed to be questioning the waiter, but he seemed to be unable to hide his inner ecstasy. He was so excited that he yelled, as if he had been vented after being suppressed to the extreme, and actually strangled his accompanying waiter to death.

No one would have thought that the so-called king of Sumeilun Kingdom was actually a monster, and the entire royal family was full of demon relatives with demon blood flowing. From top to bottom, Sumeilun Kingdom was a demon kingdom belonging to monsters.

"This old guy is finally dead!"

"Without him, I am the controller of the True God Church, and I am the supreme king of the Sumeron Kingdom!"

Lanny I had just fallen into ecstasy. At this time, the waiter who had just been strangled to death suddenly grabbed Lanny I's ankle and raised his head, looking at Lanny I.

The expression became extremely strange, and the skin changed little by little, and a demonic fire ignited in the pupils. The skin kept oozing out like mucus, and a large number of tentacles continued to extend from under the skin.

The waiter suddenly looked at him with a familiar expression from Lanny's life, his pupils full of cruelty and greed.

"Lanny, are you so happy when I die?"

Lanny I was so scared that he tripped on the ground by the throne. He wanted to run outside, but was chased by the waiter who turned into a monster. A large number of tentacles were constantly entangled and pulled, constantly covering it completely.

"How is it possible, why are you not dead yet!"

"You should have died, you should have died, the master did not respond to us, why are you not dead yet!"

"Let me go, let me go!"

Lannie I kept roaring and struggling in fear, but still couldn't break free. It seemed that the power of this monster naturally restrained all his demonic power. The monster swallowed Lannie little by little, and his flesh and blood were constantly integrated into it. The monster continued to expand and squirm, and the scene was so terrifying that it was disgusting.

"It is your honor to be one with me as my descendant!"

After the monster devoured Lanny, his face changed constantly and finally fixed it. It turned out to be an old man with terrible burn scars on his face, which was in Heckforth!

However, Heckforth's aura was extremely weak, less than the level of a first-level wizard, but after devouring Lanny, Heckforth seemed to be gradually regaining some strength.

Sumeilun's royal family is all descendants and bloodlines of Heckforth. However, Heckforth has left these bloodlines but has no good intentions. The demon's powerful immortality and essential characteristics have been thoroughly studied by Heckforth. However, it still has great disadvantages and cannot be truly reborn like mythical creatures. To be precise, it is more similar to splitting a part of the soul, sealing up some memories, and then activate it after death.

This method, which can be called a madman, was used by Heckforth on himself, and he could only preserve the memories of his split, but the memories afterwards could not be preserved at all. Moreover, the division of the soul was simply a dangerous act of dying, and only Heckforth tried to do so.

"Has I died once?"
Chapter completed!